"...Then is there anything different about this painting?" Muyin looked left and right and couldn't tell.
"Okay, you put it away, you will know when the time comes." Yuan Hongxi stood up, "I have been busy again these days." The corner of his mouth raised in a charming arc.
Muyin trembled: "Did you paint this painting yourself?"
"That's right." Yuan Hongxi curled his lips, "There is another pair... that is being sold at a high price in the market..."
"Damn! Fake products are sold at high prices? Is anyone buying them?" Muyin looked at him suspiciously.
Yuan Hongxi's index finger crossed the scroll in Muyin's hand, with an unpredictable smile on his face: "Of course it will be sold to... people in need."
After playing for a while, several people went back to the house one after another. After Yuan Hongxi sent Muyin back to the house, he knocked Muyin on the head in front of everyone and told him not to have random contact with other men before driving the carriage.
Return home.
It was night. The rumors in the market had not yet spread to the palace, but Concubine Qi suddenly fell ill. The illness occurred so suddenly that even the imperial doctor was helpless.
Yuan Hongchou was so anxious beside the bed that he had already kicked several palace maids over.
"Concubine, are you okay, concubine?" His small body hugged Concubine Qi on the bed, tears falling in the blink of an eye, "Concubine, your body is so cold, Chou'er will help you warm it up..."
"Chou'er, be good, you go down first." Concubine Qi said this in a hoarse voice, shrank her body, and her body was already covered with countless quilts.
The eunuch standing aside whispered: "Your Highness Eleven, it's getting late. You should rest early. We will take care of the queen..."
"Go away! Do you know how to take care of me? If you knew, my mother-in-law would still do this?!" Yuan Hongchou was furious and was about to slap the eunuch.
Concubine Qi was shocked when she saw this, and quickly stopped her: "Chou'er, no!"
"Mother concubine!" Yuan Hongchou said with an angry look on his face, "It's because these slaves didn't take good care of her!"
"Chou'er... you go down first..." Concubine Qi felt her head swell and her body became a little colder. Seeing that Yuan Hongchou was about to attack Shi Mo, she quickly spoke to stop her.
Of course Yuan Hongchou was not happy about being stopped. He looked at the room full of kneeling maids with wide eyes and snorted from his small nostrils: "Go down and receive your punishment!"
"Chou'er." Concubine Qi called out helplessly, "Concubine Mother knows her body. You can go down first."
"Mother Concubine..." Yuan Hongxi was obviously a little worried about Concubine Qi.
"Be obedient." Concubine Qi's face became more and more ugly. Yuan Hongchou finally couldn't resist her and left. In the end, he also retired a room full of slaves.
Concubine Qi asked all the servants to stay away, leaving only Shi Mo at her side.
"Brother Shi..." Qi Hui bit her lower lip, her face turned pale, and she looked at the person in front of her with her head lowered, "Please help me take a look..."
She always felt that the symptoms were not as common as those caused by colds. Even the imperial doctor could not diagnose it, but she said that she would be fine after just resting for a while.
She obviously didn't believe it, so she asked Yuan Hongchou to step aside first so that Shimo could take a look for her.
When Shimo heard this, he stepped forward to check her pulse. After waiting for a while, Shimo looked at Qi Hui deeply and said, "Have you drank anything today?"
"Today?" Qi Hui frowned and thought for a while, "As usual, there is nothing strange..." "...Is there anything different about this painting?" Muyin looked left and right.
Can't even see it.
"Okay, you put it away, you will know when the time comes." Yuan Hongxi stood up, "I have been busy again these days." The corner of his mouth raised in a charming arc.
Muyin trembled: "Did you paint this painting yourself?"
"That's right." Yuan Hongxi curled his lips, "There is another pair... that is being sold at a high price in the market..."
"Damn! Fake products are sold at high prices? Is anyone buying them?" Muyin looked at him suspiciously.
Yuan Hongxi's index finger crossed the scroll in Muyin's hand, with an unpredictable smile on his face: "Of course it will be sold to... people in need."
After playing for a while, several people went back to the house one after another. After Yuan Hongxi sent Muyin back to the house, he knocked Muyin on the head in front of everyone and told him not to have random contact with other men before driving the carriage.
Return home.
It was night. The rumors in the market had not yet spread to the palace, but Concubine Qi suddenly fell ill. The illness occurred so suddenly that even the imperial doctor was helpless.
Yuan Hongchou was so anxious beside the bed that he had already kicked several palace maids over.
"Concubine, are you okay, concubine?" His small body hugged Concubine Qi on the bed, tears falling in the blink of an eye, "Concubine, your body is so cold, Chou'er will help you warm it up..."
"Chou'er, be good, you go down first." Concubine Qi said this in a hoarse voice, shrank her body, and her body was already covered with countless quilts.
The eunuch standing aside whispered: "Your Highness Eleven, it's getting late. You should rest early. We will take care of the queen..."
"Go away! Do you know how to take care of me? If you knew, my mother-in-law would still do this?!" Yuan Hongchou was furious and was about to slap the eunuch.
Concubine Qi was shocked when she saw this, and quickly stopped her: "Chou'er, no!"
"Mother concubine!" Yuan Hongchou said with an angry look on his face, "It's because these slaves didn't take good care of her!"
"Chou'er... you go down first..." Concubine Qi felt her head swell and her body became a little colder. Seeing that Yuan Hongchou was about to attack Shi Mo, she quickly spoke to stop her.
Of course Yuan Hongchou was not happy about being stopped. He looked at the room full of kneeling maids with wide eyes and snorted from his small nostrils: "Go down and receive your punishment!"
"Chou'er." Concubine Qi called out helplessly, "Concubine Mother knows her body. You can go down first."
"Mother Concubine..." Yuan Hongxi was obviously a little worried about Concubine Qi.
"Be obedient." Concubine Qi's face became more and more ugly. Yuan Hongchou finally couldn't resist her and left. In the end, he also retired a room full of slaves.
Concubine Qi asked all the servants to stay away, leaving only Shi Mo at her side.
"Brother Shi..." Qi Hui bit her lower lip, her face turned pale, and she looked at the person in front of her with her head lowered, "Please help me take a look..."
She always felt that the symptoms were not as common as those caused by colds. Even the imperial doctor could not diagnose it, but she said that she would be fine after just resting for a while.
She obviously didn't believe it, so she asked Yuan Hongchou to step aside first so that Shimo could take a look for her.
When Shimo heard this, he stepped forward to check her pulse. After waiting for a while, Shimo looked at Qi Hui deeply and said, "Have you drank anything today?"
"Today?" Qi Hui frowned and thought for a moment, "As usual, there is nothing strange..."
